Caramia Hayworth has had enough of dating men who show their perfect side until the second she dates them. Why do they all turn into disastrous losers?
After her last date failure, she writes a furious letter to Cupid, who she now considers useless. She knows Cupid exists because her friend Meri told her so. If Santa existed, then obviously Cupid would too.
In a fit of fury, she burns the letter. Little did she know that she had completed an ancient ritual that sent the letter straight to Cupid's desk.
Cupid had relaxed since Sander invented the Match-a-Matic. No more bows and arrows, just matching couples with the help of the Match-a-Matic.
Nowadays he didn't even have to leave his office. That was until his annoying assistant threw a charred letter onto his lap. Any letter sent the old way were Cupid's personal problem.
Dragging himself to the human dimension left him agitated and the Match-a-Matic ended up being no help whatsoever. Meeting the displeased Caramia cheered his day right back up again. He'd never met someone as unlucky in love as Caramia Hayworth.
Cupid watched from the shadows until he realised that he would have to intervene to help her find the love she craved. Watching her from a distance and being up close to her were two vastly different things.
What happens when Cupid can't keep his distance? Was a doom like no other about to fall upon him that he never foresaw? If Cupid had no control over love, then what was the rest of the world to do?
Follow Mia and Cupid on an unexpected journey, between dimensions, that neither of them can really believe.
Cupid had relaxed since Sander invented the Match-a-Matic. No more bows and arrows, just matching couples with the help of the Match-a-Matic.
Nowadays he didn't even have to leave his office. That was until his annoying assistant threw a charred letter onto his lap. Any letter sent the old way were Cupid's personal problem.
Dragging himself to the human dimension left him agitated and the Match-a-Matic ended up being no help whatsoever. Meeting the displeased Caramia cheered his day right back up again. He'd never met someone as unlucky in love as Caramia Hayworth.
Cupid watched from the shadows until he realised that he would have to intervene to help her find the love she craved. Watching her from a distance and being up close to her were two vastly different things.
What happens when Cupid can't keep his distance? Was a doom like no other about to fall upon him that he never foresaw? If Cupid had no control over love, then what was the rest of the world to do?
Follow Mia and Cupid on an unexpected journey, between dimensions, that neither of them can really believe.